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December 31, 2008

Blood Meridian

FINALLY reading through Blood Meridian after plowing through most of McCarthy's other books. What a beautiful, bloody mess. Even when simply talking about a tree the guy is brilliant:

"There was a lone tree burning in the desert. A heraldic tree that the passing storm had set afire. The solitary pilgrim drawn up before it had traveled far to be here and he knelt in the hot sand and held his numbed hands out while all about in that circle attended companies of lesser auxiliaries routed forth into the inordinate day, small owls that crouched silently and stood from foot to foot and tarantulas and solpugas and vinegarroons and the vicious mygale spiders and beaded lizards with mouths black as a chowdog's, deadly to man, and the little desert basilisks that jet blood from their eyes and the small sandvipers like seemly gods, silent and the same, in Jeda, in Babylon. A constellation of ignited eyes that edged the ring of light all bound in a precarious truce before this torch whose brightness had set back the stars in their sockets."

December 29, 2008

Kristine Moran

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Kristine Moran

The Fire

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Old School

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December 19, 2008

Warren Ellis Feels Bad

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December 18, 2008

Cobain's !6 Year Old Tot Buys $6.5 Million Condo

Last I remember, I was watching the news of Cobain's death, Courtney screaming about how his death would kill their freshly minted junior tot. She seems to be doing ok, at least financially speaking, which is the most important thing, right? From that bastion of integrity, the NY Post:

"It's not every day a 16-year-old shows up with a broker to check out a $6.5 million penthouse condo. But that's what Frances Bean Cobain did recently when she stopped by 115 Mercer St. to peruse its glassy duplex with 2,500 square feet of terraces.


She "seemed very sweet," a source said of the daughter of late Nirvana frontman Kurt Cobain. "She said that she was looking for her mother."

We tried to ascertain whether that meant the aspiring model was inspecting a possible home for Courtney Love, or that her mother is missing. Cobain's broker Adam Modlin of the Modlin Group had no comment, nor did listing broker Chris Poore of the Corcoran Group."

Sell the kids for food, weather changes moods.

The Roomate From Hell

A brief excerpt from a much longer and terrifying roommate wanted Craigslist Ad:

"You must be ok with my upholstery hobby. On every third Tuesday of the month I request that you vacate the house between the hours of 4 pm - 11:45pm while I upholster various pieces of antique furniture. I am a perfectionist and require complete silence in the house. I’ve tried this with housemates who’ve promised to stay in their rooms, but this proved impossible as bathroom habits demand a regular schedule that interrupts my artisan work. That said, I will give you a small stipend on these days if it will assist you in finding something to do with that block of time.

No newspapers or magazines. The ink gets everywhere and the gloss irritates my eyes. Sorry! You are free to read them on the front porch, but they must be stored outside of the house (perhaps in your car?)

This is not to sound discriminating, but, if you speak either French, Urdu, or Afrikaans, I kindly request that you not speak them in my vicinity as the cadences used in these languages are grating to the ears and nerves, for me.

I have fresh produce delivered from an undisclosed location to my home every Wednesday afternoon. Please do not purchase fruits or vegetables and bring them home. You can request any that you desire and I will add them to my order queue. (I am fastidious about potential-GM produce and pesticide usage - I will not tolerate either!) Also, if you insist on preparing red meat dishes in the home, do cook the meat thoroughly. IT MUST SIZZLE.

No cellphone tones in my home! Please use silent mode only!

You are not to use paints in the home. The noxious odours will aggravate my allergies!"

Air Traffic Over 24 Hours

December 12, 2008

You Can Dance Your Way To Hell If You Want

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Goodbye, Alan Colmes

December 11, 2008

Jesus Is My Friend

December 10, 2008

Wizards and Witches

Witches, Wizards.jpgFrom the BBC:

"Police in south-east Nigeria have arrested a man who claimed to have killed 110 child "witches".

"Bishop" Sunday Ulup-Aya told a documentary film team he "delivered" children from demonic possession.

But after his arrest, he reportedly told the police he had only killed the "witches" inside, not the children.

So many people here believe that children can be possessed by demons that there is rarely any action taken against those who claim to deliver the children in violent exorcisms," says Sam Ikpe-Itauma, of the Child Rights and Rehabilitation Network (CRARN).

He says he has been working for six years to bring the attention of the state government to the children being abandoned, sold to traffickers, or murdered."

You know, just a reminder that you could have bigger problems than your 401k.

December 09, 2008

Vexing And Insolent

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From the entertaining Passive Aggressive Notes website.

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Koo Koo The Bird Girl

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There Is No Truth

Only talking point memos. From the LA Times:

"In case any Bush administration officials have trouble summing up the boss' record, the White House is providing a few helpful suggestions.

A two-page memo that has been sent to Cabinet members and other high-ranking officials offers a guide for discussing Bush's eight-year tenure during their public speeches.

The document presents the Bush record as an unalloyed success.

It mentions none of the episodes that detractors say have marred his presidency: the collapse of the housing market and major financial services companies, the flawed intelligence in the run-up to the Iraq war, the federal response to Hurricane Katrina or the abuse of prisoners at Abu Ghraib.

In a section on the economy, speakers are invited to say that Bush cut taxes after 2001, setting the stage for years of job growth.

As for the current economic crisis, the memo says that Bush "responded with bold measures to prevent an economic meltdown."

These are not the droids you're looking for.

December 05, 2008

Just A Reminder

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December 04, 2008

Bein Stein Mark II

He used to be the cute, monotone old dodger in Ferris Bueller's Day Off, followed by a charming stint as a game show host, among stints as a professional academic. But some time along the line, the nasal, droning man we all knew and loved was replaced with Ben Stein mark II. Stein Mark II, if you weren't aware, recently created an incredibly lame documentary supporting "intelligent design," a new "brand" for creationism coined by a think tank named the Discovery Institute to hoist the concept into American classrooms.

Stein.jpgI really don't care if you believe in sentient firetrucks, or if you'd like to share that concept with me via a DVD I'll never watch. Dennis Miller decided it would be a good career choice for a comedian to never make a joke about the worst president in American history, support every war and idiotic Bush policy he could get his hands on, then claim he was being railroaded. Like Dennis, when Stein decided it was time to bare his unwashed political underpants with the world, he decided to be a dick about it.

The re-branding of creationism in and of itself reeks of dickishnish, in that it's an act of propaganda warfare coined by people who couldn't win the creationism in the classroom debate the first time. Stein takes it further by creating a Michael Moore-style documentary that railroads his guests by making them look like elitist fops, then tops it off with a light dusting of Joe The Plummer pseudo-every-man-isms, designed to make creationism look like Anton van Leeuwenhoek's attempt to get germs taken seriously.

In Stein's case his entire argument hinges upon the premise that intelligent design people aren't being taken seriously by the scientific community because of some elitist cabal. Stein apparently doesn't stop to think that maybe it isn't being taken seriously because it's not fucking science. Just like Miller didn't stop to think that his career went in the toilet -- not because he was challenging the intellectual elite -- but because he was WRONG.

But I digress. A lovely verbal beat down of Stein this week comes from -- of all places -- movie reviewer Roger Ebert.

"I've been accused of refusing to review Ben Stein's documentary "Expelled," a defense of Creationism, because of my belief in the theory of evolution. Here is my response.

Ben Stein, you hosted a TV show on which you gave away money. Imagine that I have created a special edition of "Who Wants to be a Millionaire" just for you. Ben, you've answered all the earlier questions correctly, and now you're up for the $1 million prize. It involves an explanation for the evolution of life on this planet. You have already exercised your option to throw away two of the wrong answers. Now you are faced with two choices: (A) Darwin's Theory of Evolution, or (B) Intelligent Design.

Because this is a special edition of the program, you can use a Hotline to telephone every scientist on Earth who has an opinion on this question. You discover that 99.975 of them agree on the answer (A). A million bucks hangs in the balance. The clock is ticking. You could use the money. Which do you choose? You, a firm believer in the Constitution, are not intimidated and exercise your freedom of speech. You choose (B).

Squaaawk!!! The klaxon horn sounds. You have lost. Outraged, you file suit against the program, charging it is biased and has denied a hearing for your belief. Your suit argues that the "correct" answer was chosen because of a prejudice against the theory of Intelligent Design, despite the fact that .025 of one percent of all scientists support it. You call for (B) to be discussed in schools as an alternative theory to (A). "

I could have sword Ebert was dead, but I think I'm confusing my movie critics.

December 03, 2008

Prop 8: The Musical

How To Start A Cult